User blog comment:Lathagarr Stormgale of Tronn/By Sword and Quill - RPG/@comment-3094815-20160611064645/@comment-3135907-20160917144138

OOC: A ugly breath rattled in the gloom, closely chased off by the uglier face that spoke it. Nortie Astertopp's carcasse drifted forward, skin and hair clinging tightly to her old bones. The formerly energetic youth, wasted by time and circumstance, coughed feebly at his biting words. "Idle...paws? Yore one to talk, Dingy..."